Chung Yeung Festival

The title makes my day sound more thrilling than it was. I wrote about the holiday a few days ago (when I was talking about National Day); click here if you want to refresh your memory/learn more. I would paraphrase the article, but then I'd appear unrealistically knowledgeable on the subject.

I studied very successfully all morning, but then needed a break (and something to write about) so I went to the Town Centre. Distracted while sending a long text message, I got off the bus at the wrong station. I ended up in the middle of a market (and I don't think it was even the same one I got lost in the last time I went to the Town Centre alone). Anyway, after a couple of streets of jewelry, umbrellas and handbags I spotted the sign for TMT plaza, and found myself in a part of the shopping center I'd never been to before (not terribly exciting, mostly banks closed for the day).

So I wandered and wandered and wandered. And didn't find index cards.

Then I rode the minibus back to campus (left at the correct stop) and went to Fu Tai where I bought paper and scissors. And a gluestick. From Germany.

Anyway, there's nothing else really worth writing about. If everything above was even worth writing about. Except to not recommend War, Inc. At one point it filled me with terrible sadness, but I'd like to attribute that to my own imagination than to any skill on the movie's part. Mostly it bored me. True fact: explosions, guns, hot sauce, and assassinations don't hold my attention.

I want to find this fuzzy heart.

Listening to music made me homesick, studying instead of adventuring frustrated me, and tonight's movie gave me no incentive to change my mood.

But it's okay. I'll be happy again tomorrow :)

P.S. Yes, the heart looks familiar, and yes, it's because I've posted this photo before. I've included it again because it's so adorable and because I haven't taken any new pictures.